Hello everyone,
Welcome back to my blog. Today’s going to be a collection of
the most annoying and strange things that have happened with my
travelling life as a commuter student. Most of it is me having a rant..what
changes. But before that let’s recap the week.
Had an okay week this week. Mostly was just finishing off a
project and trying to stay motivated with my studies but also got to see the beautiful Christmas lights out and about :) . Also went to visit my
boyfriend this weekend and it was so so lovely to have a weekend off and to
catch up with him. Spent the weekend shopping for Christmas presents and just
enjoying each others company. Also went to a pub for a couple of drinks Saturday
afternoon as a nice little date. Picked up a new pair of glasses today and it
feels like the last few month of eye sight have been a lie… THIS IS WHAT THE
WORLD LOOKS LIKE. Just wrapped all my Christmas presents to the smooth voice of
Michael Buble…sigh.. And here we are at Monday and ready for the busiest couple
of weeks EVER. But let’s not dwell on that and let me take you on the journey
that is my typical week as a commuting student… minus the embarrassing knee resembling
arm rest scenario a few weeks back… gulp.
The students;
Now most 9am lectures I walk in to the familiar sight of half-asleep
students with a smaller than half turn out. So when I say I have gotten up at
6am to get there it’s like I’m speaking another language. ‘6am!’ they always
exclaim and try to think back to the last time they got up that early. So that
aside that only slightly puts my mood slightly towards the negative scale
because I’m jealous of their ‘I had to get up at 8am this morning!’ complains. BUT
this is even more annoying when the lecture gets cancelled at 9am and I spend a
train journey home seething…
Now this has only happened a couple of times but believe me
they are memorable. But these next things seem to happen on every journey…. Or is
it just me?
The chatters;
I know the whole of 7:50am packed commuter train beths life.
All I did was hold open the door for her and I got repaid by a ten minute recap
of her job and kids and how busy life really is. Why do bad things happen to
good people. I know she was friendly and I'm just being miserable BUT GIVE A
WOMAN SOME PEACE.
Also its accidently overhearing phone calls. I've heard break
ups, make ups and general chit chat but sometimes the amount of detail into
bodily functions and encounters are too much at 7pm with my kit kat.
The slow ones;
They think everyone has all day to wait for them. Flash back
to my already late bus trundling along on Friday morning. Everything was good. But
then the old people. I saw them at the distant bus stop and was filled with dread.
Now this I can’t really complain about. But one lady decided to hold the queue
and slowly get on the bus, continue to complain about rising bus fares for what
felt like about 10 minutes and then empty the contents of two bags one item at
a time… YES ONE ITEM AT A TIME… to find her purse. Help me.
The rushers;
These people amuse me greatly. The lack of calm within their
body must be chronic. ‘The 16:12 train is delayed by approximately 2 minutes’ that’s
when it begins. The tutting, the pacing, the cursing, the phone calls. Oh the
nightmare of it all. Don’t get me wrong late trains are annoying but 2 minutes….
2. Come on people. This is all well and good when they are in their own little
bubble of stress but last week as pulling into the station the pushing towards
the door was suffocating and the race up the escalator was ridiculous. Although
it did made me giggle so maybe its just me being a sick human being…. Who knows
hehehehe
The space hoggers;
Ive become quite the bold traveller and I have learnt not to
be put off by people hogging chairs with bags. One lady was so annoyed by me
asking her to move her bag so that I could sit that she huffed in my face and
said ‘fine’ in quite the angered tone before standing up but leaving all her
stuff everywhere to purposefully make it really difficult for me to squeeze
past her. Why I will never understand…
The strange ones;
Then theres just the people that stare too long… that pace
the carriage… that get chased off the train by transport officers…. All in a
weeks commute. But some are just so disguised that you didn’t even see them
coming. Ive had this before when I was innocently waiting for a train. ‘Excuse
me’ said a middle aged man in a smart suit ‘do you know when the train gets
here?’. with this request I naturally check the board and state the time ‘I don’t
think it will get here at that time’ he says. But but but why what when who
what do you want from me?!?!?!? He then stares me right in the eye for about 10
seconds. To that I didn’t really know what he wanted me to say. And then he
sauntered down the platform with his briefcase…. What.
I saw a woman walking down my platform and she seemed quite
average until I noticed she was arguing…with herself… help.
People falling asleep and slumping onto me, drunks at 4pm asking what I'm up to... oh people just why.
Now how I deal with most of this is to block people out with
a youtube video and try to pretend that 57 year old peter isn’t breathing on my
face on a cramped 7:30am train… yes… its tricky.
If theres any point to this weeks post its this… don’t be
any of the people stated above for everyone elses sanity. Many thanks!
Have you had any travelling mishaps or experienced the same
things?
See you next week,
Lozzy J
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